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  • .THE SPARTANS. {SIGN UPS}


    Screen Name: I~<3~Kyo~Sohma
    Muse: 9.5/10
    Activity: just join, but I will try to be on at least once a day
    Comments: I would like to be the Queen, but it doesn't matter for me and how many characters can we make?



    Cat Name: Mystique, pronounced miss-TEEK, french for 'air of mystery'
    Rank: Queen, If I can, but if not a Gatherer
    Gender: she-cat
    Age: 15 moons
    Appearance: Mystique is a tall, lean whte she-cat with yellow, golden flaked eyes. Her left hind leg is badly scared for a fight with a fox, like all spartans se didn't give up until the oracale apprentice recused her. She will always have this battle scar and is destinied to be a gatherer forever. When sunlight lands on her pelt she looks like she is shining with the rays of light.
    Personality: Mystique is very smart and always have the need to feel clean. She likes water and swims in the stream everyday and when she has freetime cleans all the dens. Her heart is always in the right place and is very loving to all of her clanmates. She is strong mentally, but not phiscally. One day, Mystique wishes to be a mother and that is her key to life in her eyes.
    History: When she was 4 moons old, Mystique was attacked by a fox and didn't wiin. Lucky, the Oracle's Apprentice found her and saved her. It took her 2 moons to recover, but she will always have a limp and not be able to be a soilder. She did fall in love with Leonidas, the king, but she wonders does he love her.
    Family: crush: Leonida, maybe mate if she can be the Queens
    Other: n/a, I did read the rules too.

  • .THE SPARTANS. {SIGN UPS}

    Screen Name: I~<3~Kyo~Sohma
    Muse: 9.5/10
    Activity: idk, will try to be on everyday
    Comments: hey, what's up?



    Cat Name: Theos
    Rank: apprrentice
    Gender: tom
    Age: 4 moons old
    Appearance: Theos is a black tom with golden eyes. He has some battle scars like one time when he fell into blackberry bushes and torn up his skin. When its night he is a shadow i the darkness and cannot be spotted, that makes he perfect for a night hunt or attack.
    Personality: Theos is short-tempered, competitive, impulsive and rude, but he also has a soft side that he doesn't like anyone seeing. He gets embarrassed quickly and is overprotective of those he cares about.
    History: Theos was alone as a kit due to his mother drowning in the stream and his father running away after that. Spartans are not suppose to give up that quickly, but of course his father did. Of what is father did, Theos is consider bad for what his father did and will never be treated with respect. He took a vow to devote his life to being a soilder, never give up or back down and not to have a mate.
    Family: all dead, he does like Alyx, even though they can never be together
    Other: I hope you like him

  • Ambrosia ~~~ Healer ~~~ We Are Nameless

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    USERNAME • Kyoismyfav
    DISPLAY NAME • I~<3~Kyo~Sohma
    NICKNAME• KyoKey
    [align=left][font=timesnewroman][color=black]Muse and Activity
    MUSE •
    ACTIVITY LEVEL•
    Skill Level:Advanced or Semi-Advanced
    Time Zone:Pacific (U.S.A.)
    Roleplay Sample:

    I~&lt;3~Kyo~Sohma wrote:

    I~&lt;3~Kyo~Sohma wrote:



    Other:We are nameless

    Name:
    Ambrosia
    Gender:
    she-cat
    Age:
    23 moons
    Rank and Backup Rank:
    Healer and Jægere
    Appearance:
    With her green eyes, silky coat, and pefect face, Ambrosia should seem like a drop dead beauty, but she isn't all that. She does have to have alot of maintenance to keep her looking this good. When she is not working or helping everyone out she is grooming herself or biting out knots in that long hair. Her eyes also give her some problems, her eyesight can get blurry and cloudy. Its a pain in the tail. When, Ambrosia lays on her back, she has a series of different scars and one huge, deep on starting from her belly ending by her right hind leg. She does get many compliants on her looks, but no one knows how much she goes through to look nice.

    Ambrosia



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    Personality:
    Do you know what it feels like to be told your ugly your whole life by... yourself? Ambrosia tells her self everyday that she is ugly due to her scars, bad eyesight, and long, always matted fur. She has been told its not on the outside what counts but on the inside, but no one has ever told her that they love her, so how should she know? Other than her bad self image, Ambrosia is very smart, kind, and a lovely cat to be around. She fights for what she believe is right, and protects her friends until death. When it comes to work Ambrosia will get right to work and no stop until she done everything she can to help them, either its for prey or help, she there. Also, like anyone, Ambrosia loves to have fun and play with other cats. She is friend to everyone and is very indenpent and feels like nothing can get her, even if their is danger in the woods.
    Likes:
    ~Helping other clanmates
    ~Singing with rituals
    ~She loves the feel after a good find, either herbs or prey
    ~Ambrosia loves to look pretty and for someone to say a true complient about her looks, She feels ugly with her scars.
    Dislikes:
    ~She hates her scars
    ~The maintenace of her fur, but its worth it
    ~Her eyesight, she feels like she could be better blind
    ~ Mean and faking cats
    Strengths:
    ~Her smarts
    ~Ambrosia's friendlyness to other animals and cats (this could also be a weakness
    ~Keen senses, other than her eyesight
    Weaknesses:
    ~very bad and failing eyesight
    ~She is very clumsy
    ~Ambrosia likes to get lost and use only her ears (or other senses) to natigate her way back
    ~She loves to hide and playfully scare other cats tht aren't suspecting her
    ~A strong feel of being very indenpent and not in any harm
    ~Ambrosia has a bad self image

    History:
    She was a kit when her parents and family were killed by the same badger that left her with scars. That is why her favorite food is badger and is always out for her revenge. Her eyes have always been messed up for as long as she can remember, but the healer that took care of her thought it was the truma with the badger and her other senses made up for the lost. No matter what, no one will ever know. Because of her eyesight, Ambrosia, knew she wouldn't be able to be a soilder (forgot what the name was. lol :-[)
    Mentor or Apprentice:
    None
    Mate or Crush
    can't have any, but wants one
    [size=12]Kin:
    [size=12]none

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    [align=center][font=snell roundhand][color=black]USERNAME • DISPLAY NAME • NICKNAME[align=left][font=timesnewroman][color=black]Muse and ActivityMUSE • ACTIVITY LEVELSkill Level:ADVANCED, SEMI-ADVANCED, LITERATE, SEMI-LITERATE, or NONETime Zone:TIME ZONE YOU ARE INRoleplay Sample:ROLEPLAY SAMPLE HERE, MUST BE A QUOTE FROM ANOTHER ROLEPLAY YOU ARE IN.Other:OTHER STUFF HEREName:CAT'S NAMEGender:CAT'S GENDERAge:AGE IN MOONSRank and Backup Rank:RANK AND BACKUP RANK HEREAppearance:APPEARANCE, FIVE TO EIGHT SENTENCES, PLUS PICTURE IN SPOILER HERE[font=timesnewroman][color=black]Personality:PERSONALITY, FIVE TO EIGHT SENTENCES HERELikes:LIKES, MAXIMUM OF FOUR, HEREDislikes:DISLIKES, MINIMUM OF FOUR, HEREStrengths:STRENGTHS, MAXIMUM OF THREE, HEREWeaknesses:WEAKNESSES, MINIMUM OF THREE, HEREMentor or Apprentice:MENTOR OR APPRENTICE. IF EITHER DOES NOT APPLY, JUST WRITE NONE.Mate or CrushMATE OR CRUSH HERE. IF EITHER DOES NOT APPLY, JUST WRITE NONE.Kin:KIN HERE

  • .THE SPARTANS. {SIGN UPS}

    To start off the roleplay we should have the King, monster, looking over his clan and saying that everything is fine and howw it prosepting and stuff, then maybe someone brings up how their no givers or kits in the clan and if they need the clan to propser we should foacus on that or something, IDK. :-\

  • .THE SPARTANS. {ROLEPLAY}

    Mystique \|/ Theos
    Mystique stirred as the sun shined onto her plet make her glow. She knew it was time to awake. As her eyes open, she heard Nero and Septimus. Quickly, she padded out of the den to get some prey before it was gone. "Leonidas, do you want to go swim with me in the stream?" She licked him on his flank and brushed up next to him.
    Theos coughed and wheezed in his nest. He felt sick and the air was thick and made it hard for him to breath. His little black chest fell up and down in a pattern.

  • .THE SPARTANS. {ROLEPLAY}

    "Good Morning," Mystique headed for the entrance and smiled at the cats that started to gather in the clearing. "I can't wait to feel the water on my underbelly. I will race you." She speed up and her skinny body was limpping but gracefully went on.


    "Septimus, call the oracle, I feel sick," Theos cough and growled in pian. Shocks of cramps ran into his body," Help me."

  • .THE SPARTANS. {ROLEPLAY}

    With sleathed claws, Mystique jumed on her mate and playfully knocked him over. " You are a cheater," she playfully cuffed his ear and licked his face. She knew his father would be angry if he saw his son, Leonidas, showing his affection. The queen bounced into the creek and splashed the king on the face.
    [move]"I love you," she blushed and winked at him. :-*[/move]

  • .THE SPARTANS. {ROLEPLAY}

    Theos ate them and cry out for more. Quickly, though, when he knew she wouldn't give him any, he fell asleep. He stomach had ease it's grip but still was horrible.


    "Honey, what are we going to d about the kit problem?" She sighed and swimmed farther out. Then, the queen went under and popped back up to shake her fur. Her gaze landed on his knowing that he was think. She just smiled and padded away back to camp, leaving the King to walk alone. Mystique turned around, not baring to leave her mate, even if he gets like that something. "Come on, Silly, Let's go!"